"Ah, I see." Claire grinned. Her fingernails trailed lightly on Julia's skin as she rolled her hips with the Ravenclaw. "So, private dances then?" she teased, but honestly did wonder.
Feeling the rhythm of the fast paced music, Claire kept her hips swaying and rolling into Julia's with the beat. Her thumbs lightly stroked the other girl's hips underneath her shirt, but didn't stray farther than that. That would fall in the lines of blindly groping that only boys fell into. No, this was an art. One Claire had refined.
"As much as I'd love to see that," Claire purred in Julia's ear, "I don't want to let you go quite yet."